a poem by Lee Emmett, Australia - poetry writer, author, poet

soldiers marching
tramping on the ground
stamping in unison
with a stomping sound
hearts are pumping
as the trumpet calls
brave, yet nervous
in case some comrade falls
counting drumbeats
major loudly whistles
feet move sideways
to avoid patch of thistles
cymbals clashing
onwards company pushes
silver swords slashing
overhanging bushes
cannot stop or falter
steady rhythm keep
no time to halt here
and risk eternal sleep

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